BlueOpossum's Dream Journal

Morning of March 12, 2014. Wednesday. Normally I am not at all concerned or focused on my age in dreams (even though I am a lot younger in the majority of my dreams), lucid or otherwise, but this one was a bit different. I am in the pinhead's apartment at the King Street boarding house. I am in a bed that would not have ever been in that location in real life, as it is aligned south and north (head to the

Morning of July 2, 1969. Wednesday. This was a recurring setting from childhood on which I had "visited" again many years later. It is some sort of large featureless building with hall-like spaces. I am the only one around. There are very large paintings, some covered with cloth, some with paper, though some uncovered, and which lean against each side of the halls. The paintings are as high as the ceiling of a house and I am not su